Hello viewers! Okay so I'm new at this fanfic thing so please don't squish
my funny fantasies into a bloody pulp.
This story is written due to the trailer for Prisoner of Azkaban and how Draco's hair wasn't gelled up! He looked so CUTE! ^_^
Harry: Do you think they're actually going to listen to you? Author: Well no I guess not. YOU'RE CUTE TOO! ^ ^ *glomps Harry* Harry: -_-; on with the fic!
Oh one more thing, this was written in collaboration with my good friend Death_Cry. Yes she is a brilliant author so I suggest you all go and read her gory/angsty stuff.
Harry: ehem Author: Oh yeah, I don't own Harry Potter, not even all the books! *Sniff*
Chapter 1- Unusual proceedings
~Trouble, Trouble boil and bubble Draco's hair has got us in a mubble ~
There he sat, bored in Lupin's class. It was his first day back at Hogwarts, and he'd decided to change things a bit. After realizing that he had run out of his Gallon-sized pump of Grundy's Dragon Liver hair gel, Draco was quite perturbed.
How would he be able to impose his, "I'm better than you" nature? He sighed. His father had refused to give him money for gel, for he had his own gel account to worry about. Clearly, there was not much he could do.
So the time came when he had to let his hair down, literally.
What he say as he stared into a mirror seemed to be a distressed teenager. Class hadn't started yet, and Harry and his little gang were still off somewhere being disgustingly good.
He closed the compact mirror and slid it into his bag; he didn't want to seem too vain. He heard the door click open over the frivolous talk of two other girls in the classroom. Draco turned to see two hulking figures in the doorway. He called out to them without even getting to see their faces.
"Crabbe! Goyle! Over here!" His arm waved frantically. Their tiny eyes gawked at Draco dumbly as Malfoy subconsciously ran a hand through his hair.
"What?" he asked, affronted. Crabbe and Goyle scowled at him, and took their seats at the opposite side of the room. Sullenly they sat down with there eyes still glaring at Malfoy.
'Does my hair look that bad?' he wondered to himself. He sat alone fidgeting uncomfortably until the door opened again...
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- Please review! Most of it is already written but I wont post if you guys don't like it! Draco: Hey! Author: Well maybe I still will.. Draco: Hooray! *Hugs author* Author: *visibly shaken* ummm yeah ok
Why is everyone acting so weird? Who's coming in the door? Do you think his hair looks better down or up!?!?
- Stay tuned to find out
~*Foresight*~
This story is written due to the trailer for Prisoner of Azkaban and how Draco's hair wasn't gelled up! He looked so CUTE! ^_^
Harry: Do you think they're actually going to listen to you? Author: Well no I guess not. YOU'RE CUTE TOO! ^ ^ *glomps Harry* Harry: -_-; on with the fic!
Oh one more thing, this was written in collaboration with my good friend Death_Cry. Yes she is a brilliant author so I suggest you all go and read her gory/angsty stuff.
Harry: ehem Author: Oh yeah, I don't own Harry Potter, not even all the books! *Sniff*
Chapter 1- Unusual proceedings
~Trouble, Trouble boil and bubble Draco's hair has got us in a mubble ~
There he sat, bored in Lupin's class. It was his first day back at Hogwarts, and he'd decided to change things a bit. After realizing that he had run out of his Gallon-sized pump of Grundy's Dragon Liver hair gel, Draco was quite perturbed.
How would he be able to impose his, "I'm better than you" nature? He sighed. His father had refused to give him money for gel, for he had his own gel account to worry about. Clearly, there was not much he could do.
So the time came when he had to let his hair down, literally.
What he say as he stared into a mirror seemed to be a distressed teenager. Class hadn't started yet, and Harry and his little gang were still off somewhere being disgustingly good.
He closed the compact mirror and slid it into his bag; he didn't want to seem too vain. He heard the door click open over the frivolous talk of two other girls in the classroom. Draco turned to see two hulking figures in the doorway. He called out to them without even getting to see their faces.
"Crabbe! Goyle! Over here!" His arm waved frantically. Their tiny eyes gawked at Draco dumbly as Malfoy subconsciously ran a hand through his hair.
"What?" he asked, affronted. Crabbe and Goyle scowled at him, and took their seats at the opposite side of the room. Sullenly they sat down with there eyes still glaring at Malfoy.
'Does my hair look that bad?' he wondered to himself. He sat alone fidgeting uncomfortably until the door opened again...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
- Please review! Most of it is already written but I wont post if you guys don't like it! Draco: Hey! Author: Well maybe I still will.. Draco: Hooray! *Hugs author* Author: *visibly shaken* ummm yeah ok
Why is everyone acting so weird? Who's coming in the door? Do you think his hair looks better down or up!?!?
- Stay tuned to find out
~*Foresight*~